I remember... I was coming home from school. I was talking to my friend, Blas, with whom I am in a band. He wanted me to get him some guitar picks so he could practice tremolo bass picking. I had some in my pocket, and wanted to give them to him, but he insisted not yet.
Above the clouds, we saw a huge - I mean HUGE - hovering disc aircraft circling the tri-town area. It appeared to be miles across. There were 2 of them, and they were docking to what looked like control towers that were much lower, but still at least 3000ft up. He had a hunch of what they were. I think he said they were "audio resonance disruptors". He got off the bus at a different stop than he normally does. I was driven home.
There was a drastic setting change when I entered my house. It was dusty, dark, dreary, humid, and erie. It was a worn down house. I was the only one there. I was the owner of the house. There were 3 fan/lamps on the ceiling. The whole place had a lonely silence about it. I had to go down the stairs into the basement to do laundry. It was dark down there. I had the classic impending darkness feeling all the while in the basement. It was full of old boxes filled with old things that I knew weren't mine. They could have been my family's or owned by the people who I had taken the house from (It wasn't my house, I'm sure of that.). Finishing up the laundry, I look out the window and see a lifeless grassy field filled with dead trees and relics from a past thriving world. This is when I'm sure It has been after the apocalypse.
I was finished after I stopped messing around with the old stuff in the basement. There was an officer's war uniform that I was fond of trying on. I went upstairs. I sat for a long time in the chair in the corner of the main living area. I stared at the ceiling with the moving air from the fans breathing on my face and drying my eyes. The house interior was gray and dank.
All of the sudden, I wanted more light. The darkness was spooky to the point of insanity, plus it contributed to the impending doom feeling. As if I was playing a video game, I pulled up the menu, bought a new ceiling fan lamp, and went into placement mode. I know that part sounds stupid. I made careful to place it exactly where it would produce the most light for the dark room. I placed it and was attacked by a furious noise. It was somewhat like a noise that a frozen computer would make if the plug was half pulled out of the socket. The noise was stunning. I was petrified, and my body jerked to a straight pose as I started falling out of the chair. It must have been the audio disruptors at the tritown center.
I woke up pushing out a silent scream that had no vocality. What does this frigging dream mean to you? It was one of the most disturbing, mental, freakish dreams I have had all year (god knows about the socialist green pizza)Had a freaky trippy dream about post apocalyptia?
don't worry its not going to happen.
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